Peach Pancakes with Peach Maple Syrup for #SundaySupper
There they were at the end of the shed. Two guys sitting behind two tables. On those tables were baskets of peaches. I pulled over and had to check them …
There they were at the end of the shed. Two guys sitting behind two tables. On those tables were baskets of peaches. I pulled over and had to check them …
Things are going just peachy around here. I probably shouldn’t type that out loud and mess things up. Hopefully the trend of happenings will keep going in the peachy way. …
One year my mom and I went to Germany in February. It was a trip for her birthday to visit family. It was bone-chilling cold. It lightly snowed every day. …
The challenge was a tough one. It was to bake bread without using modern or un-hybridized wheat. It meant my standard supply of all-purpose, self-rising, cake, bread, and white whole …
There they were on my kitchen counter. It was a little pop of orange against a black background. The question was what I was going to do with them. I …
I could almost smell them a mile away. Well, two aisles over would be a bit more accurate. It was the ever so familiar scent of peach. It wasn’t fake …